Lightly pushing the door open, the scene in the activity room took Shirakawa Sawahei by a little surprise—Tachibana, the obedient and cute classmate, was not sitting at the table as usual. Instead, the large Calligraphy Club activity room was occupied by another girl with a completely different style from Tachibana Tomoku.
She sat quietly at the table, brush in hand, focused and composed, her eyes intently observing the rice paper in front of her. The tip of the brush, soaked in ink, gathered at the movement of the girl's hand, as if a single breath's tremor would cause a large ink spot to fall on the white paper.
The path of calligraphy lies in calm concentration, where person and brush become one.
In the next moment, the girl swiftly wielded the brush, her strokes flowing smoothly and in one breath across the rice paper...
...drawing a smiling face...
Shirakawa Sawahei: "..."